








Yes it's true..i am happy to hunker down and smell the roses..er tulips etc..Perhaps it's that stage of life i am in where life suddenly feels fragile and fleeting..but it's a lovely morning outside..and i would much rather pick weeds. The blackflies have received my humble offerings of bits of flesh (ooo.. yuch..did i say that?!) and alas even with my ever so fashionable net hat they have managed to find the inviting pink gaps! as i write ..type I am tempted to scratch my ankles..but i will resist..I eill also resist capitalizing my I's ..(such is my rebel mood this morning!) i guess i had better shower and participate in the world again..
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